Chapter 19 My name is Nie Xiaoqian
The information revealed in the words of the girl in purple seemed to be showing Wu Yong an extremely vast and mysterious world, which undoubtedly aroused Wu Yong's strong curiosity.
"You just said that you came to destroy the ghosts, could it be that Meng Yu'er was seriously injured and fell into a coma, all because of the ghosts!" Wu Yong moved his buttocks as close as possible to the purple-clothed girl, and asked busily.
The purple-clothed girl glanced back at the sleeping beauty in the light gauze mosquito net, and said with a smile: "This girl's name is Yu'er, and her name is so good." However, my name is not bad, I don't know each other, let me introduce it to you, my name is Nie Xiaoqian! What about you, what's your name? ”
"Wu Yong!"
And so on... Xiao Qian!
A Chinese Ghost Story.
I'm rubbing, isn't it a mess.
Wu Yong didn't want to do anything Ning Caichen, let alone Yan Chixia. He was just desperate to heal Meng Yu'er now, that's all.
"I don't want to know your name, I just want to know if Meng Yu'er's soul was damaged, whether the ghost did it!" Wu Yong emphasized again!
Xiao Qian, the soul search officer, pursed her lips boringly, and then said coquettishly: "According to my investigation in the past month, not only this girl named Yu'er, I am afraid that the hundreds of strange deaths that have occurred in this area recently are all related to a little ghost." As for Yu'er you mentioned, because the concentration of 'soul' in her body is very high, she has already made that cunning little ghost salivate. ”
Little ghosts!
Wu Yong didn't know that ghosts and ghosts were divided into ranks.
In fact, in order to determine the strength of the ghosts, the soul searcher of the Fanling Realm has already set a very strict level for the ghosts!
Generally speaking, ghosts are divided into small ghosts, big ghosts, void spirits, king spirits, holy spirits, demon spirits, and Shura!
The little ghost is the weakest of the ghosts. But once you appear in the world, the harm and damage you can cause are also extremely terrifying.
Knowing that it was a little ghost that caused damage to Meng Yu'er's soul, Wu Yong pondered for a long time, and after thinking for a long time, an ominous premonition surged in his heart, and he said urgently: "Recently, several servants of the Meng family were brutally killed, and that little ghost should have done it." Then its next target should be Meng Yu'er! ”
Xiao Qian, the soul search officer, echoed: "Your guess should be right, I have been chasing that little ghost for nearly a month, and I found that the main reason why it is crazy to devour the soul of the dead is to transform into a big ghost as soon as possible." ”
Speaking of this, Xiao Qian's face was solemn, and her contemptuous and arrogant tone became serious.
"I fought with this little imp twice, but this little imp was so cunning that it escaped when it was about to kill it. Now, this little ghost may soon be promoted to the big ghost. If I really become a big ghost, I'm afraid even I can't do anything! ”
Powerless!
Sister, aren't you a soul search officer, just now you bragged all over the sky, why are you suddenly cowardly again.
Thinking of the unexpected situation just now when Nie Xiaoqian was casting the 'Soul Binding Spell', Wu Yong's heart ignited hope, and he was actually doused by a soak of dog urine.
Mmmm... This soul seeker's performance in playing tricks on herself just now is not very reliable, let alone allowing her to deal with a ghost that can devour the souls of the dead!
But Wu Yong couldn't figure it out, if the Fanling Realm was really a pure land, how could he send this unobtrusive soul search officer to Haicheng!
It is said that women have big breasts and no brains, and after seeing Nie Xiaoqian, Wu Yong suddenly found that there was actually something missing in this wise saying.
Sometimes women with small breasts are even more brainless!
Sighing helplessly, Wu Yong muttered with a dissatisfied face: "What kind of soul searcher is that, can you do it, if you can't deal with that ghost, you should hurry up and notify your superiors and send a powerful master to deal with this matter!" ”
Nie Xiaoqian pursed her lips angrily, crossed her willow waist coquettishly, and said angrily: "Who said I can't do it, hmph, it's just that ghost is too cunning." If you don't believe it, let it come out and try it again, this soul searcher will cut it into sushi in minutes! ”
As soon as Nie Xiaoqian's words fell, she didn't know that it was the little ghost who was forced by Nie Xiaoqian to jump off the wall in a hurry, eager for revenge. It was still Nie Xiaoqian's crow's mouth that had been opened to the light that appeared.
On the originally quiet summer night, suddenly the wind gusted, and the tall trees around the mansion of the Meng Mansion were swaying back and forth by the cold wind, almost turning over the dirt and falling to the ground!
The tender green leaves flapped against each other with an eerie rattling sound.
For a while, the sky above the Meng family's Beiyuan villa was covered with clouds, the wind was not stopping, and in the howling wind, you could also feel a strong sense of oppression and blood.
Seeing this, Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly walked to the window, holding her breath and concentrating, not caring at all about the frantic yin wind blowing away her red hair.
"It's close, and it tastes right." Nie Xiaoqian's delicate face suddenly flashed with a touch of solemnity, "That's right, it should be that little ghost!" ”
I'll rub it, say Cao Cao Cao will arrive!
What kind of soul searcher is this sister, she directly changed her career to become a prophet.
Wu Yong hurriedly moved his ass towards the door, wanting to escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
But inadvertently, when Wu Yong caught a glimpse of the light gauze mosquito net that had been lifted, revealing that lovely and delicate face, his gaze immediately became firm.
That's right, Wu Yong doesn't plan to run away, even if he dies, he must protect Meng Yuer's safety!
"Nie Xiaoqian, hurry up and untie this broken chain for me. I don't want my wife who has never been to die in this place! Wu Yong yelled at Nie Xiaoqian, who was standing at the window, motionless like a statue.
Nie Xiaoqian's delicate body trembled slightly, and then glanced back at Wu Yong with a smile, and sneered: "Mortal, I have to admit that your ability to see me unexpectedly is very extraordinary. However, dealing with ghosts is something that no ordinary person can do. You stay here and keep that girl safe, and I'll meet that ghost now. ”
After that, Nie Xiaoqian was just about to jump from the window, but she seemed to remember something, turned around and reminded: "By the way, within an hour, you must not forcibly break free from the soul bondage, otherwise the soul in your body will be seriously injured!" ”
As soon as the words fell, Nie Xiaoqian flew out of the window without looking back, turning into a purple streamer and disappearing from Wu Yong's sight at an extremely fast speed.
Wait a minute!
What do you mean I want to protect Meng Yuer's safety?
The whole body is tied by this damn golden chain, even if he wants to protect Meng Yu'er, he can't do it!
Seeing this, Wu Yong shouted hoarsely: "Damn, if you don't help me untie the chains, I can't even move, how can I protect Meng Yu'er's safety." Nie Xiaoqian, soul searcher, you slip back!"
Wu Yong pulled his neck and shouted for a few minutes, but he didn't see Nie Xiaoqian's figure appear in sight!
Coupled with the angry wind outside, the roar did not stop, and Wu Yong's voice of shouting had already been annihilated in the violent wind, and even the subordinates of the Meng Mansion did not hear it!
Panting heavily, Wu Yong swallowed his saliva laboriously to relieve the dry itch in his hoarse throat!
Come on, it's better to rely on others than on yourself, and even a soul searcher similar to a god can't be pointed to, who else can you count on!
As soon as he thought about it, Wu Yong directly opened his big mouth and bit on the golden chain regardless of it.
"I bite, I bite, I bite, I bite!" Wu Yong was like an ancient iron-eating beast, gnawing at the golden chains fiercely.
But even though Wu Yong's tired muscles burst out and his teeth shattered, he was stunned that he didn't damage the golden chain by half a point!
"Phew!" Wu Yong spit out his broken teeth with a bitter face, and couldn't stop scolding in his heart: "Damn, what kind of material is this golden chain made of, how is it harder than pure steel!" ”
Looking at the tighter and tighter soul locks, Wu Yong didn't even have the courage to continue to break free.
Looking at the gray sky with hopeful eyes, Wu Yong muttered to himself: "Xiaoqian, it seems that I can only rely on you!" ”